My neighbor has an issue (not sure if it's physical or psychological) and he cannot talk without muttering/rambling.  It's tough to understand, but with his meds, you can catch parts of the conversation enough to communicate sometimes.  He lives alone and has a trust fund.  Anyway, he left me a couple messages a few days ago, something about asking me to come over to get a Xmas present.  I went, but he wasn't home.  I left him some pumpkin bread.  Mom caught him today and he gave her my gift.  She had told him the other day that my dog was very sick and that is why I let a few days get away from me, I didn't want to leave Raven's side (it was last weekend when I was waiting for Tom to come put Raven down, but Tom thankfully never showed up).  It was a crudely wrapped (like a child) little Kmart Giftcard for $50 with a York chocolate on top and this post it note inside (see attached).  It broke my heart.  I can see that it says something about holiday, get well, things get better.  He's basically wishing my dog will get better.  This man that has to struggle to get through daily life is comforting *me*.  He has the biggest heart, such a sweet man.  Thank you Hoyt!